Roses are Red

Roses in any forms are beautiful,

Dried roses are just as fragrant as the fresh ones,

Same beautiful.

Beauty never fades- it transcends,

The freshness of the rose is pleasant so is the dried one’s,

The dried ones remind us of the golden days-

And, a form of beauty,

Beauty in the mighty decay,

Decayed beauty is something else,

It’s mature,

You wanna store it in the books….

Cherish it,

Honor it.

You wanna restore it and more,

Possess it like It’s forever yours.

Roses are scarlet red,

Even the dried petals will remind me of you!

©® Farheen Akter Bhuian

Time Frame: 10.29 pm, MIST, Mirpur Cantonment.

Evolution

You were necessary for me to evolve, You showed me what I thought love was not love actually but compromise

No bond lasts long

Why don’t you believe in people anymore?! – Cause, I don’t want anyone to exploit my reason. How’s that like?!

Empty Shell

You were a beautiful chain whom I binded myself with, You were a self-built cage where I imprisoned myself, You

Audacity

Oh, the audacity of leaving the person you love! To walk away with steady feet, While their heart still trembles

Mountainous

You were a mountain, I was a shallow fountain laying low. I could sustain you if only I had the

Silent Love

Silently, I have loved you for decades, Silently, I have chanted your name for thousand times. I have scripted an

Farheen Akter Bhuian